It was the night before Christmas,when all thru the abode
Only one creature was stirring,and she was cleaning the commode.
The children were finally sleeping,all snug in their bedsWhile
visions of Nintendo Wii and Barbie flipped through their heads.
The dad was snoring in front of the TV,With a half-constructed
bicycle on his knee.
So only the mom heard the reindeer hooves clatterWhich made her
sigh"Now what's the matter?"
With toilet bowl brush still clutched in her handShe descended the
stairs,and saw the old man.
He was covered with ashes and soot,which fell with a shrug.
"Oh great" muttered the mom"Now I have to clean the rug."
"Ho-ho-ho!" cried Santa"I'm glad you're awake."
"Your gift was especially difficult to make."
"Thanks,Santa,
"Exactly!" he chuckled"I've made you a clone."
"A clone?" she asked"What good is that?
Run along,Santa,
The mother's twin. Same hair,same eyes,Same double chin.
"She'll cook,she'll dust" She'll mop every mess.
You'll relax,take it easy,Watch The Young & the
Restless." "Fantastic!" the mom cheered. "My dream come true!
"I'll shop. I'll read.I'll sleep a whole night through! "
From the room above,the youngest began to fret.
"Mommy?! I scared... And I am wet."
The clone replied"I'm coming,sweetheart.
"Hey" the mom smiled"She knows her part."
The clone changed the small one,and hummed a tune,as she bundled the
child,in a blanket cocoon.
"You the best mommy ever. " I really love you."
The clone smiled and sighed"I love you,too."
The mom frowned and said"SorrySantano deal. "
That's my child's love,she's trying to steal."
Smiling wisely Santa said"To me it is clear"
Only one loving mother,is needed here."
The mom kissed her child,and tucked her into bed.
"Thank youSantafor clearing my head.
I sometimes forget,it won't be very longWhen they'll be too old,for
my cradle-song.
The clock on the mantle began to chime.
Santa whispered to the clone"It works every time."
With the clone by his side Santa said"Goodnight. Merry
Christmas,Mom,
-Author Unknown
